Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 505 The Treasure in the Space Rift
Chen Ping sat cross-legged by the altar and waited for a month.

During this period, several people came out of the secret realm one after another.

Returning monks, without exception, all returned through the teleportation array at the entrance.

As soon as they got out of the dizzy state, they were surrounded by nine cultivators who were waiting outside.

According to the previous agreement, he handed over his storage ring.

Although Chen Ping was sitting still like an old monk, his eyes were longing for a long time.

Those monks who returned not only found thousands of years of spiritual herbs in the secret realm, but some even discovered fifth-order ores and large-scale spiritual stone mines.

This shows that various mineral veins were born in the secret realm.

At the same time, it also made him extremely suspicious.

If it was the Houtian Secret Realm built by the Eclipse God Bud or the monks of the Feitian Sect, it would only be tens of thousands of years ago.

It seems like a long time for monks, but it is far from enough to form veins.

You know, it takes at least tens of thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years, for a general spirit stone mine to have a large scale.

Could it be that this was originally a natural secret place.

It was only used later to form an enchantment?
But if this is the case, with the background of Feitian Sect and Nascent Soul Sect, where does the ability to change the rules of the natural secret realm come from?

Chen Ping, who knew nothing about the formation, was puzzled.

Master Du of the Phaseless Array sect entered the secret realm early, and no one can answer his confusion right now.

At this time, Liang Yingzhuo, who had been facing each other with a cold face, looked over and said lightly: "Master Haichang, when do you plan to enter?"

"Not yet."

Chen Ping also said lukewarmly.

During the meeting of the two cities, Liang Yingzhuo gave him a good feeling.

He stands upright and sets an example to safeguard the interests of the human race, and he even has some admiration for it.

But last time this person sacrificed a spirit treasure to beat him, and this time he prevented him from entering the secret realm, Chen Ping firmly remembered it.

Did he not contribute to group action?
With more than 2 points used in the auction, God knows how many monsters he wiped out.

However, this is self-interest, which is obviously not approved by Liang Yingzhuo.

As for the Blue Water Phoenix Rat, it was even more shady.

The deterrent power of the two fourth-order Dzogchen monsters of the Bishui clan is too strong.

If the plan of the higher-ups of the human race is carried out smoothly, in the next few years, there will be an all-out war with the monster race.

If the Huangshu puppet was exposed, wouldn't the Bishui clan stare at him and attack?
In order to prove the so-called contribution of the ethnic group, he is not willing to take this risk.

"This sect still has more than ten disciples in the secret territory. If Fellow Daoist Chen encounters them, please be merciful."

The atmosphere was silent for a while, and Liang Yingzhuo spoke.

"Who does Fellow Daoist Liang think of Chen!"

Hearing this, Chen Ping couldn't help being stunned, and said rather angrily: "Chen has been in the cultivation world for more than a hundred years, when did he touch the disciples of the four sects of Inner Sea?"

"Chu Qingling's sword heart was destroyed by you, and the skin of the thousand-eyed ancient toad was also peeled off by you."

Liang Yingzhuo said every word of his heart.

"It's all forced and helpless. In short, Chen will never take action against the junior."

Rolling up the sleeve robe, Chen Ping vowed.

"The life of the human race is not easy. Chen Daoyou must put the interests of the race first."

Liang Yingzhuo said earnestly.

"Is Su Han, the real person of your sect, preparing to attack the Nascent Soul Realm?"

With a flash in his eyes, Chen Ping asked with a smile.

"Brother has his own opinion, this old man is only responsible for suppressing the Heavenly Beast Island."

Liang Yingzhuo said with an unchanged expression.

After listening, Chen Ping said calmly: "The Yaozu may have known about our layout."

"Chen Daoyou can say this because he is considering the overall situation."

A look of surprise flashed across Liang Yingzhuo's face, and then he said: "The top management of the Nine Sects are basically aware of this matter. If there are too many people, there is no guarantee that it will not be leaked."

With his mouth tightly shut, Chen Ping smiled without a stop.

He believed that Liang Yingzhuo understood his deep meaning and had prepared himself to a certain extent.

As for the extent of Ao Wuya's collusion with the monster race, it is difficult to find out if there is a plan that has not been disclosed by the human race.

The war between the human race and the demon race is about to break out.

Because in Xuanfeng Valley, a huge amount of money has been spent to build an ultra-long-distance teleportation array.

The other end of the teleportation array is the rift valley abyss hundreds of thousands of miles away!
Such a long-term layout, even if no one tells the truth, I'm afraid it can't be hidden from the Yaozu.

Of course, the higher-ups of the human race never thought of being able to hide from the sky.

It's just a blatant conspiracy.

The two clans have been in a truce for hundreds of years, and they have decided to fight in the outer area of ​​Tianshou Island with a tacit understanding.

Yaozu's intentions are obvious.

The number of monsters in Tianshou Island is really too exaggerated.

If it is not resolved by external forces, the ecology of Tianshou Island will be on the verge of collapse within a few decades.

As for the human race, the abacus is even more shrewd and loud.

Anyway, the beast tide will come as scheduled.

It's better to put the main battlefield on Tianshou Island to minimize the loss.

"Fellow Daoist Liang, this teleportation array is the key. If the monster race sneaks in to occupy or destroy this place, I won't be able to come back after being trapped in the secret realm."

Chen Ping changed the subject and reminded nervously.

"Fellow Daoist Du once said that this teleportation array is just a key to get in. Even if it is damaged from the outside, there is still a way to get out."

Liang Yingzhuo paused, and said in a strange tone:
"Even Fellow Daoist Du himself went in, so what are you worried about? If Fellow Daoist Chen is too worried, why don't you just give up and just stay in the outside world to protect yourself."

Hearing this, Chen Ping laughed a few times in embarrassment.

He stayed at the altar for a month, just to be on the safe side.

Several real people who entered the secret realm some time ago, none of them came out.

But fortunately, the soul lamps of Zhongjindan are intact, which means that there is no life and death crisis.

And Liang Yingzhuo also suggested that he keep a soul lamp, but he resolutely refused.

"Chen Daoyou, forgive me for talking too much, you must have great luck if you have a middle-grade spiritual root and can cultivate to the Golden Core Realm at this age."

Liang Yingzhuo stared at Chen Ping, and said leisurely: "You were born in the human race, so this is also the luck of the human race. You must not be too mercenary."

"Hey, Daoyou Liang is right."

Chen Ping said in an extremely perfunctory manner.

After hearing Chen Ping's answer, Liang Yingzhuo suddenly regained his energy and spoke more vigorously.

"Heaven and earth have righteous energy, mixed with manifolds, the lower ones are rivers and mountains, and the upper ones are sun stars."

Liang Yingzhuo chattered and started his lecture.

It even quoted a poem left by a certain power in the ancient times.

Chen Ping was calm on the surface, but he couldn't stop cursing in his heart.

Freezing three feet is not a day's cold.

The Tao of the two is completely opposite, and there is no distinction between the higher and the lower.

Liang Yingzhuo's vain attempt to influence his heart with a few words is simply a dream.

However, Chen Ping still underestimated the old man's patience.

Three days and three nights of long speeches made him drowsy.

In order to arouse Chen Ping's interest, every few hours, Liang Yingzhuo also "sinisterly" interspersed a section of kendo insights.

Chen Ping couldn't laugh or cry, but reluctantly accepted it.

Although both of them are sword cultivators in the realm of human-sword integration, Liang Yingzhuo's swordsmanship is more than a little bit stronger than him.

Many things that were confusing in the past suddenly became clear.

……

"enough!"

Finally, at noon on the fifth day, Chen Ping interrupted Liang Yingzhuo's nagging.

I think he is a real Jindan real person at any rate.

And Liang Yingzhuo, relying on Lingbao, seemed to be able to overwhelm him.

But in terms of releasing supernatural powers without reservation, this person is really not his opponent.

Chen Ping has always only accepted monks with bigger fists than him.

What's more, there are occasional juniors patrolling and passing by near the altar. After a few days, it is really embarrassing and embarrassing.

"Chen will pass it into the secret realm now."

Holding fists together, Chen Ping slanted and flew up to the altar.

With a press of both palms, huge fire power poured into the center along the edge.

The teleportation array generally needs to be activated with high-level spirit stones.

But this altar is connected with the power of the secret realm. According to the experience of all the cultivators, they only need to use their own mana as a guide and inject it into it.

"Buzz!"

With the infusion of mana, several fist-thin copper-colored beams of light suddenly appeared from below.

In the blink of an eye, several beams of light converged into a white light group tens of feet above.

It was so bright that people dare not look directly at it, like another scorching sun in the sky.

Without saying a word, Chen Ping took out the Purple Rhinoceros Sword and held it in his hand.

There is still a lot of danger in the secret realm, so of course he must prepare for the battle in advance.

"boom!"

After a while, the condensed light group suddenly fell, directly hit the calm Chen Ping, and disappeared with him.

……

Ten breaths of darkness enveloped him.

A huge feeling of falling made Chen Ping feel a splitting headache and dizziness.

"Not right!"

In an instant, Chen Ping was secretly startled.

He searched the soul for the transmission details of the twenty or so returned monks, and none of them had such an extremely uncomfortable experience.

This intensity of pain can easily tear apart the soul of a Foundation Establishment cultivator!
Could it be the special treatment for Golden Core cultivators?

Chen Ping didn't dare to be careless, he kept his soul tightly, and dozens of drops of blood essence covered the body, and if there was any danger, it would burn quickly.

Suddenly, a hole was opened in the darkness everywhere, and a ray of light shone in.

The smell of rotting leaves, the soft soil, the scattered rays of light in the middle of the forest, and the towering giant trees that cannot be embraced by several people.

These are the series of feelings that Chen Ping felt after the teleportation landed.

What followed was the intense tingling sensation continuously transmitted from the soul and the skin.

With his Jindan physical body and more than 7 feet of spiritual consciousness, he still felt such a strong sense of discomfort after the teleportation.

It means that the teleportation that seemed to be [-] or [-] breaths just now definitely crossed a relatively long distance.

The spiritual power circulated in his body, and he immediately became sober.

According to the surrounding environment, he judged that he was in a dense forest.

Looking up at the sky, there is only a piece of gray, and the stars of the universe have disappeared in this space.

There was a buzzing in my head, I don't know if there is any restriction in this secret realm, or it has not recovered from the long-distance transmission, but the spiritual consciousness can't leave the body for a while.

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes, and quickly took out a white ball the size of a pigeon egg from his arms, put it in front of his eyes, and scanned the surroundings.

This object is a bright eye pearl purchased in Daofang City, Xikou.

Even if you don't use magic power and spiritual consciousness, with the help of this bead, you can easily see the scenery within a radius of twenty miles.

Everything that can be seen around is gray-yellow ancient wood with a height of tens of feet.

These ancient trees seem to have come to the end of their lives, and the breeze will continue to drop pieces and pieces of fallen leaves.

But such a depressed scene actually gave Chen Ping an illusion of prosperity.

In the field of vision through the Pearl of Bright Eyes, there is nothing but this kind of tree.

Before clarifying the situation, Chen Ping stood still for the time being and sat cross-legged to wait for his consciousness to recover.

After closing his eyes for a while, he slowly opened them and looked around.

Immediately, an ugly and horrified look appeared on his face.

The range of spiritual consciousness in the outside world is [-] feet, but it can only hover around [-] miles.

It has been weakened by [-]%!
The extended consciousness seemed to be blocked by an inexplicable force, and there was no way to move forward.

With a thought, Chen Ping summoned Dahui and let him use his demon consciousness to scan around.

Sure enough, Dahui was the same, being extremely suppressed.

Seeing this, Chen Ping breathed a sigh of relief.

At least the rules of the secret realm are not specifically aimed at him or the human race.

But today's situation clearly deviates from the intelligence he gathered.

The monks who came out of the secret realm did not encounter such a strange situation.

Is it a change that happened not long ago, or is it because of a problem with the teleportation area?

Chen Ping didn't know.

However, he was very sure of one thing.

This so-called Feitianzong secret realm is by no means an acquired product created by man.

To suppress [-]% of the soul power of Jindan monks, I am afraid that even the fifth-level God Forbidden Formation cannot do it.

In a flash in his mind, he thought of Siyuan Chongtian.

According to the secret book, the suppressing power of the four-element Chongtian on the soul force of the living is also about [-]%.

Moreover, even the great power of transforming gods cannot get rid of the negative effects.

Looking up at the gray sky, Chen Ping sent a command to Big Hui.

"chirp"

The big gray worm flapped its wings and turned into a shooting star, rushing towards the sky without hesitation.

……

After a stick of incense.

Dahui returned to the dense forest and told Chen Ping what he had seen.

"what!"

Chen Ping was taken aback, and opened his mouth in disbelief.

Then, Big Hui opened the way ahead, leading him to fly high into the sky.

The gang wind whistled in his ears, and a trace of cool air swept across his face.

There is nothing special about the high altitude of the secret realm.

It is almost the same as the one-yuan and two-yuan Chongtian.

One person and one worm have a high cultivation level, so naturally they can't stop their footsteps.

Along the way, Chen Ping's spiritual sense swept over several second-order monster birds flying with wings spread.

He casually caught a large bird that looked like a white-haired eagle. He looked it over and over again, and even separated the blood and flesh of the white-haired bird to study it several times.

It was finally confirmed that this was an ordinary second-order white eagle.

It is no different from the monsters in Tianshou Island.

Still worried, Chen Ping caught another white eagle.

While searching for its soul forcibly, its body suddenly swelled several times, and then exploded spontaneously with a "bang".

Taking a deep breath, Chen Ping simply captured all the monster birds within fifty miles around him.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

Whenever his spiritual consciousness seeped into the sea of ​​bird consciousness, a rain of blood would explode.

Now, Chen Ping understood.

The native creatures in the secret realm have been planted with a powerful restriction.

It is impossible to search for its soul at all.

Looking at the last white eagle in his hand, Chen Ping thought for a long time in silence.

He intends to find another way to domesticate it.

However, no matter whether it was deterring with divine sense, or coercing and luring, the white eagle never responded.

His intelligence is appallingly low, not as good as that of a one-year-old baby.

Chen Ping opened the white eagle's beak, and stuffed a few elixirs that would improve spiritual intelligence.

But seeing that a bottle of elixir was fed in, Bai Ying still looked dull.

The purpose of communicating with local creatures to obtain information has completely failed!

The only good news is that the souls of the local monsters are also suppressed by inexplicable forces.

Take this Tier [-] white eagle as an example, Chen Ping didn't hide his breath until he approached it for half a mile, and then it became aware of it.

……

After pondering for a moment, Chen Ping speeded up and fled towards the sky.

After a while, the light on his body faded away, he hovered over his figure, and looked up into the sky with a solemn expression.

According to his calculations, this place is a hundred thousand feet away from the original ground!
Above the head, the originally gray sky seemed to be split in half by a sword.

With a layer of incision as the dividing line, one side is gray and the other side is deep black.

It was suddenly divided into two worlds, one above the other.

Looking up at the black area within reach, Chen Ping was extremely surprised.

The endless area seemed to be shaking violently.

The ear-piercing buzzing was endless.

All kinds of black shadows piled on top of each other, and wherever they passed, the space was torn apart, slashing across the pale light blade.

White light and black light intertwine and flicker, and everything inside is distorted and deformed.

"Space cracks!"

Seeing this scene, Chen Ping could no longer maintain his composure, and his expression changed drastically.

Generally speaking, the barriers of the secret space are not very stable.

If it is formed for too long, the rules will be baptized by time, and it is easy to have flaws somewhere.

This flaw is the so-called space crack.

Spatial cracks can be divided into dead cracks and active cracks.

The absolute seam is also called the dead seam.

There are all kinds of dangers such as space storms, death dust, etc., even the Nascent Soul monks dare not rush through.

Live seams are safer, and most monks who pass through may only be dizzy for a while.

But the problem is, no matter whether it is a live seam or a dead seam, with Chen Ping's knowledge, he does not think that such a large-scale space crack can naturally occur in the world.

Flying five feet higher, there will be a crack in space covering the sky and covering the entire sky!
What a concept.

Chen Ping swallowed subconsciously, the mana flowed in his pupils, and his vision penetrated.

Five miles, ten miles, a hundred miles...

After more than 500 miles, the pupil technique cast to the limit lost its effect.

"That is……"

The next moment, Chen Ping seemed to have seen something unbelievable, and his breathing suddenly stopped.

In the endless darkness, there is a three-foot-high cyan crown floating!
The surrounding body is colorful and flashing, and the color is constantly changing.

Light cyan, thick cyan, purple cyan...

Nine kinds of cyan colors fluctuate in an instant.

The huge crown is decorated with thin silver tassels, swaying and shining.

All the fissure storms that opened their teeth and claws within half a foot of it disappeared like bubbles.

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(End of this chapter)